Luckily Chuck did not puke all over any furniture when I left town last Saturday. Usually he sees the suitcase, panics, and then takes it out on the decor. My gorgeous, meticulously selected decor. Dude has got my number, y’all.
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Don’t ever accuse me of not thinking about the children
Would you take a look at those feet
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